North America 1849, from Gold Rush to Warlord

Chapter 170 One Strike, One Kill!

Sean had been waiting for just this opportunity all along!
After blowing up the explosives warehouse last night and causing significant damage to the forging workshop, he did not rush to flee.

Instead, he transformed himself into another security guard, becoming one of the many people searching him!

Firstly, the damage to the forging workshop was not as severe as expected.

Secondly, he had calculated that with such a major accident, the Chinese man would most likely come to inspect it in person.

Therefore, he risked everything and continued to lie in wait, waiting for his opportunity.

Now, that opportunity has finally arrived!

The main target of this mission, that damned Chinese guy, has finally come into view.

He had been lying in wait for this moment all along!
Even if that Chinese guy was surrounded by a large group of extremely vigilant guards, Sean was confident he could kill him with a single blow!
Before this, Sean had carried out many secret missions, and the number of people who died at his hands was countless!
But this was the first time in his life that he had ever publicly assassinated a high-ranking governor!
Closer, closer, even closer...!
When the young Chinese governor was only five or six meters away from Sean, Sean finally moved.

Sean is a man of few moves, but when he moves, he's as swift as a rabbit!
He took two powerful grenades from the Angel Island arsenal from his waist, instantly released the safety, and threw them without hesitation in the direction of the Chinese man!
At the same time, Sean drew his Colt revolver from his waist, instantly pulled the trigger, and aimed it in the direction of the Chinese guy…!
At this moment, Vivian and Daisy, who were still on the "Taishan", were extremely restless.

Azu ignored their advice and insisted on going to the island, which made them very worried.

Especially with that master spies still at large, going to Angel Island now undoubtedly represents immense danger.

"Vivian, do you think Azu will be alright?"

Daisy's hands were sweaty with nervousness, and she unconsciously gripped Vivian's arm tightly.

Vivian was equally anxious: "Don't worry, he's very smart, he'll be fine...!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Vivian's heart skipped a beat!
"Ah...!" Vivian clutched her chest and suddenly gasped.

"Vivian, are you alright...?"

Daisy quickly helped Vivian, who looked unwell, up: "What's wrong? Don't scare me...!"

Vivian felt her heart pounding wildly, and she felt indescribably uncomfortable: "I...I'm fine! It's just...just a little irregular heartbeat...!"

As the daughter of a medical doctor, Vivian herself is a qualified nurse and knows very well where her sudden discomfort comes from.

"This has never happened to me before... Why is this happening? Could it be...!"

Vivian staggered out of the cabin, gazing in the direction of Angel Island, and murmured involuntarily, "Zu, please don't let anything happen to you...!"

It wasn't just Vivian and Daisy who were worried; almost all the core members of Huamei Company were on edge at this moment, their hearts pounding in their throats.

Even Susan O'Hara, who had already returned to the "O'Hara Cotton Shop," was equally restless at this time.

Noticing her unusual behavior, Tony O'Hara smiled calmly: "My dear sister, are you still worried about Sean?"

Susan O'Hara nodded: "Yes! My dear brother, now that Sean has destroyed the arsenal, shouldn't he have returned long ago?"

"But he hasn't returned yet. Could it be... that he's already fallen into the hands of that governor?"

"If he gets caught, won't he expose us too...?"

Tony O'Hara calmly shook his head: "Sean can't be captured alive!"

"Even if he were captured alive, there's absolutely no way he could expose us."

"Susan, you must believe in the absolute loyalty of every Hidden Knight to the organization!"

Tony O'Hara said in a deep voice, "Sean hasn't returned yet. I think it's more likely that he's waiting for the right opportunity."

"Are we waiting for the right moment to assassinate that governor?"

Tony nodded.

"I hope so...!"

That being said, Susan O'Hara's anxiety did not lessen in the slightest.

Even more serious.

She never worried about Sean, nor was she afraid of the "Ohara Cotton Merchants" being exposed.

She was just worried about that young and handsome governor!
Even if it weren't for anything else, she absolutely didn't want that governor to be assassinated, just for her own sake.

If he really was stabbed to death, then I would have no chance to leave San Francisco or California alive...!
The enraged Huamei Company will definitely make itself, and this damned "brother," pay for that governor's death!
Furthermore, he had come to regard that governor as his future way out, a way out to completely break free from Freemason control.

Only a man as strong as him can truly protect himself!

What's more, she found herself developing a strange fondness for the young and handsome governor.

A jumble of complex emotions overwhelmed Susan O'Hara, making her feel an unprecedented sense of anxiety and torment.
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Back at the Angel Island arsenal, the naval gun factory, outside the forging workshop.

Almost at the same time that Sean made his move, Azu's bodyguards also moved!
One of Ah Zu's personal guards noticed the security personnel's unusual behavior and was about to take action.

Then he saw two dark hand grenades flying towards him!

"Grenade, watch out...!"

With a loud shout, the guard pushed through the crowd and, with lightning speed, delivered a double kick in mid-air, sending two grenades flying with incredible precision.

“BOOM, BOOM…!”

The two grenades were kicked twenty or thirty meters away by the two powerful kicks before exploding in mid-air.

"Watch out, his gun...!"

Another bodyguard, before he could even draw his gun, unhesitatingly shot out the two small knives that were already concealed in his hand!

"Pfft, pfft...!"

Two extremely precise knives struck the assassin Sean squarely in the shoulders.

"what……!"

With a scream, Sean lost his grip on the Colt revolver he had just raised due to the excruciating pain, and it crashed heavily to the ground with a clang.

"How is this possible... How can these two guards be so strong...!"

Seeing that things were hopeless, Sean didn't hesitate for a moment and turned to run.

"Grab him, don't let him get away...!"

The bodyguard who kicked away the two grenades moved with lightning speed, using the "Eight Steps to Catch the Cicada" technique to rush behind Sean in just a few steps.

"Lie down...!"

The guard's punch was powerful and fierce, striking Sean squarely in the back.

"Boom...!"

"puff……!"

Sean was sent flying several meters by the punch, spitting blood in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.

"Click, click, click...!"

Sean had barely looked up when a dozen dark gun barrels were pointed at his vital organs.

"Grab him, don't let him commit suicide...!"

Ah Zu's voice rang out at just the right moment.

"Hahaha……!"

Sean gave a shrill, bitter laugh, and then pulled the pin on the last grenade at his waist…!
"Boom...!"

The same guard who had knocked him to the ground kicked him, sending the grenade from his waist flying far away.

"boom……!"

"Don't let him commit suicide...!" General Paparo King's voice suddenly rang out: "Freemason assassins all have a venomous fang in their mouths...!"

Upon hearing this, the guard grabbed Sean's chin before Sean could even bite down on his venomous fangs, and twisted it violently...!
"Crack...!"

Sean's jaw was literally dislocated.

Then, the guard reached into Sean's mouth and started fiddling around inside.

"Click, click, click...!"

Ah, ah, ah...!
Sean's teeth were all broken off one by one by the guards.

Sean, writhing in excruciating pain, screamed incessantly!

"We've found the fang...!"

This guard delivered a denture containing a poison sac right under Azu's nose.

Azu did not take the fang, but turned to General Paparo King and said, "General, do you think this is a Freemason tactic?"

General Paparo King glanced at the fangs and nodded silently: "Perhaps, perhaps not! Suicide squads using fangs to commit suicide is not a Freemason's exclusive right."

Ah Zu nodded: "Keep a close eye on this man, don't let him die, and don't let him escape! Ninth Uncle, find a quiet room, General Jin and I will interrogate him ourselves."

"Okay, boss!"

Uncle Nine quickly left to arrange the rooms.

General Paparo King's gaze, however, fell on the two personal guards beside Azu.

One of them felt so familiar. After taking a few more glances, General Jin asked uncertainly, "You... are you that Battalion Commander Shi?"

During his previous encounter at sea, General Paparo King witnessed Shi Dakai wound Nicholson's hand and leg with a single stab, leaving a deep impression on him.

But now, General Jin could hardly recognize the guard who had been following them all along.

"Hehe!" Azu smiled and said, "Brigade Commander Shi, Brigade Commander Feng, why don't you come over and greet General Jin?"

After personally tying Sean up, Feng Zicai and Shi Dakai stepped forward, wiped their faces, removed their beards and other disguises, and revealed their true faces.

"It really is you, Battalion Commander Shi... no, you're a brigade commander now!"

Feng Zicai and Shi Dakai simultaneously gave General Paparo King a standard military salute.

"Feng Zicai (Shi Dakai) greets General Jin!"

"Hahaha...!" General Paparo King patted Shi Dakai and Feng Zicai on the shoulders with great satisfaction: "I told you your governor wouldn't fight a battle unprepared! Nor would he take unnecessary risks!"

"So, he had already anticipated that someone would assassinate him!"

"He used himself as bait to lure the assassin out."

"Then you two masters of disguise will take down the assassin in one fell swoop... Hahaha, very good!"

Sean, who was personally escorted by a group of guards and bound hand and foot, passed by Feng Zicai and Shi Dakai.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...!"

Sean, with his dislocated jaw, mumbled something incoherently.

"Let him speak!"

At Azu's command, Feng Zicai grabbed Sean's chin and slapped it upwards.

"Crack...!"

Sean's jaw has been reset.

"Pooh……!"

With his face covered in blood and his mouth agape, Sean spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Feng Shi and the other man.

At the same time, he struggled desperately, mumbling curses as he spoke: "You...you've plotted against me...this victory is unfair...I refuse to accept it...I refuse to accept it...!"

"Heh!" Azu sneered at him, "So only you Freemasons are allowed to disguise yourselves and plot against each other?"

"I only had the two brigade commanders change their clothes a little, and you can't accept that?"

"With just a little trick, you, a rat walking in the shadows, have jumped out and revealed yourself. You can only blame yourself for being too stupid!"

Azu didn't argue with him further, but simply waved his hand: "Take him away...!"

"Li, you son of a bitch, you damned Chinese, kill me... kill me now...!"

Once the guards had escorted the struggling and cursing Sean away, Azu turned to General Jin and said, "General, would you be interested in interrogating this assassin with me?"

General Paparo King was silent for a moment, but finally nodded: "I might as well listen in!"

A moment later, in the room prepared by Uncle Nine, Sean was tied to an iron pillar, with Feng Zicai and Shi Dakai standing on either side of him.

Meanwhile, Azu and General Jin sat behind the table opposite them.

At this moment, Sean was shirtless, and the wound on his shoulder had been bandaged, but it was still slowly bleeding.

Blood and foam continued to flow from his mouth, where he had lost all his teeth.

Azu stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Sean, this should be your alias, right?"

"Tell me honestly, are you a Freemason? Who sent you? Why did you sabotage my arms factory? And why did you try to assassinate me?"

"Who else do you have accomplices? What other schemes are you plotting? Confess honestly, and I can spare you a lot of suffering!"

"Hahaha……!"

Sean laughed arrogantly and said, "Damn Chinaman, just kill me already! I only regret that I didn't kill you. You won't get a single word out of me!"

"Heh!" Azu sneered, "Even if you don't say it, I can guess a thing or two."

“Sean, you should be one of the Thirteen Hidden Knights of the Freemasons’ Temple of Solomon, am I right?”

"Huh...?" Sean looked at Azu with slight surprise: "What bullshit Hidden Knight? I'm not...!"

“Don’t even think about denying it!” Azu picked up a 20-centimeter-long copper tube from the table: “This is the poison syringe we found on you.”

“I found the same poisoned syringe on Captain Nicholson, who was also one of the Thirteen Hidden Knights.”

"This is standard procedure for your Hidden Knights assassination missions, right?"

"Hmph...!" Sean grunted and simply shut his mouth, only staring at Ah Zu with an exceptionally fierce look.

If looks could kill, Ah Zu would have died countless times already.

"Brigade Commander Feng, this guy is tough as nails. Let's teach him a lesson first!"

"Hehe, under my hands, even the toughest bone can be turned into a pile of mud...!"

As he spoke, Feng Zicai began to use his bone-dislocating techniques on Sean.

"Click, click, click...!"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah...!"

Sean's entire body was dislocated by Feng Zicai's heavy-handed techniques.

This indescribable, extreme pain caused Sean to let out a series of horrifying screams.

Given the long and brutal training Sean underwent, his tolerance for pain far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But even he couldn't bear this excruciating pain.

Even under such extreme pain, Feng Zicai was able to keep him conscious.

Just moments later, Sean, whose bones were dislocated, turned into a limp, lifeless mess, just as Feng Zicai had said!

At this moment, none of Sean's muscles and joints were in the correct position.

He's trying his hardest now, but he can't move even a single finger!

The only parts that can still move are the eyeballs and the mouth!

"Hehehehe...!"

Sean, whose throat was torn apart by his own screams, gasped for breath like a leaky bellows.

“Well?” Azu said coldly, “Sean, as long as you confess honestly, you can avoid this suffering.”

"You son of a bitch, you damned Chinaman, kill me... kill me now...!"

Sean roared at Azu like a wild beast.

Even General Paparo King couldn't stand it any longer, so he whispered, "Li, these assassins are all absolutely loyal to the Freemasons! You won't get anything out of them this way."

"Considering he's still a tough guy, why not just give him a quick death?"

Ah Zu never intended to extract any useful information from these stubborn and unpleasant fellows.

He had already obtained the information he wanted from Lilith.

This exceptionally brutal interrogation was merely a performance for General Paparo King.

If you capture such a suicidal agent, it would be unreasonable to kill him without interrogation, right?
So, after a moment of silence, Azu waved his hand and said, "Very well, for the sake of the general, I'll let you suffer less!"

"Take him away and give him a quick death!"

"As ordered!"

Shi Dakai and Feng Zicai carried Sean, who was limp and lifeless, out of the room.

Soon, two crisp gunshots rang out from outside the room.

Meanwhile, Ah Zu, who was in the room, said to General Jin, "General, you saw it with your own eyes. It's not that I'm unwilling to coexist peacefully with the Freemasons."

"It's not that they're being aggressive, but that they're going too far!"

"If I hadn't been prepared today, I would have already died at the hands of the assassins."

"In this situation, what's the point of me unilaterally maintaining my rationality and restraint?"

"Alas...!" General Jin sighed deeply, "The Freemasons have gone too far!"

"Their actions have crossed the most basic line by far too much!"

"But the Pacific Fleet is not Freemasonry!"

"I'll try to convince that guy Andrew Webber not to use the Pacific Fleet as a weapon against you by the Freemasons!"

"That's all I can do!"

As for what will happen in the future, well…!

(End of this chapter)